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I’d not seen Lorna since I’d fucked her with my Dad a few months ago but we had been texting (lots of filth) and having a bit of phone sex. We’d also sent a few photos so I had plenty of images of her big tits and her cunt in various states of arousal and she had photos of my dick from every angle imaginable. She was my mate’s mum and my Dad was fucking her on the side. We’d explored quite a few of our fantasies while we’d had phone sex and since it was coming up to Christmas we decided to grant each other one.

I was studying at university in London so Lorna had decided that a shopping trip in the capital was in order. She’d booked at the last minute so she had managed to get decent but cheap rooms in a hotel. I’d been busy with my girlfriend on the day of Lorna’s arrival but I’d managed to get away by 7pm to meet for drinks in the bar of her hotel. I walked into the bar and noticed her straight away, she was sitting at the bar looking stunning. She was wearing a long black dress split right up the leg, her tits looked fantastic in a halter neck and she had a pair of heels on that must have cost a fortune.

The hotel was a bit posher than I’d imagined and I wished I’d dressed up a bit more. I walked up to her and she asked me what I wanted to drink, I felt like a right bit of rough. I rested my hand on her knee while our drinks were being poured and managed to move it up to her thigh without getting kicked out of the bar.

“Let’s sit over there, there’s a little booth,” she said. I couldn’t resist giving her arse a slap as we walked over. “I’ve missed you, you cheeky fuck.”
“Oh yeah, Dad not been banging the shit of you every week?”
“Yeah but I like a bit of younger meat too.”
“God you’re a fucking slut.”

We smiled at each other and moved in for a snog. My dick was already hard and when she pulled her nails up my thighs I thought the button on my jeans was going to pop open. “So,” I smiled, “you ready to get a face full of piss?” She laughed and said she wasn’t. I pulled back, pissed off. “Calm down, you won’t be able to piss with your constant hard on anyway and besides I’ve got something much better planned for you.”

I moved my head back in close to her and sucked on her bottom lip, “What?” She poked her tongue out and ran it over mine, “you’ll find out but not until we’ve both cum.”
“Here, in the bar?”
She nodded. “You really are a fucking filthy cow, aren’t you? Pull your tits out.” We were in a booth but there were still people walking past so I never thought she’d do it but she traced a finger between her boobs, put a hand under her dress and pulled one of her big beautiful tits right out. I was no longer shocked by her behaviour but I was turned. “I said tits, plural!” She considered for a split second and then pulled the other one out. The sides of her dress were pushing them together, just the way I like them. She was sat there with her titties out for what seemed like ages but she just managed to get them back in her dress before an old woman walked past.

We positioned ourselves so that no-one could see what was happening under the table. As soon as we’d settled she had my flies open and was giving my dick a squeeze through my boxers. Thank fuck no-one could see because I was sure I wouldn’t be able to do them up again until I’d spunked. While she was giving me a good stroke, I let my hand find its way up her thigh. I could feel the heat of her cunt before I got there, like a fucking furnace. That gave me an idea and I reached into her vodka glass to get hold of an ice cube. She knew what was coming and opened her legs up to take it. She jolted as I forced the frozen cube into her twat. She put her hand down and plopped what was left of the ice into her palm before lifting it to my lips. I sucked it down and swore at her. After grabbing a passing waiter and asking him to bring a bottle of wine to our table, I got my fingers back inside her. Her clit was hard and I rubbed it with a wet finger, circling her bud. It was having the desired effect and I could tell she was relaxing into position to let me make her cum. I leaned in and cursed at her, calling her a cunt and a whore and fucking dirty little slut. She loved that and it wasn’t long before she tensed up and came over my hand.

“Shame you came before the waiter got back or he could have caught you at it.”
“He’s cute as well.”
“Get your fucking tits out for him then.”
There’s no point daring Lorna because she’s bound to do it and sure enough as the waiter was pouring the wine she popped her boobs out of her dress again. He was shielding her from the rest of the room so there was no rush to put them back in. He gave her a cheeky grin and his pouring got a lot slower. “You wanna see some more?” He nodded at the stupid question and she leaned right back in her seat and lifted her dress up. My cock was still hard while she was putting on a show and I gave myself a squeeze while I glugged my wine back. The waiter was cool as a fucking cucumber, one hand in his pocket giving his own cock a rub, he filled my glass back up again without missing a beat and without taking his eyes of Lorna who was using three fingers on her puffy cunt. He passed the now empty bottle to her; it seemed we were all on the same wavelength. She sucked the neck and stuck her tongue suggestively down the top before it went where we all knew it was headed.

Sat there with her gorgeous tits on display, a wine bottle in her cunt and working her clit while two blokes wanked off over her and she was in heaven again. It was about three minutes before she came and ten seconds after that that me and waiter also came. He didn’t charge us for the wine but he did take the empty bottle away.

“So now what?” I said sitting in a pair of spunked up pants. She reached for her phone and sent a text, “you’d better get cleaned up.”

We got up to her room and I pulled my kit off and headed into the shower. When I looked back I could see that she had my soiled boxers and was licking the spunk out of them. I laughed at her and told her what a fucking slut she was. I showered for ten minutes and tried to think what my surprise could be. We’d talked about a lot and a little bit of watersports was pretty tame compared to some of the other stuff.

I patted myself down and walked back through into the bedroom with a semi on. What I saw was Lorna in a school uniform, a hackneyed idea but fucking effective. She was laying on the bed in a little blouse, tied at the waist so her tits were on show, a little grey skirt barely covering her pure white panties and a pair of long white socks. That was enough to turn my semi into a fully fledged boner but it got better; she wasn’t on her own.

“Fucking hell,” I thought.
“Chris, this is Nicky, you know each other don’t you?”
Nicky was Mark’s sister, Lorna’s daughter and she was in exactly the same get up as her mum. I stood there with my dick pointing at the ceiling, taking in the sight but unable to say a word. I grunted. She was 18, just a bit younger than me; we’d got off once years ago and I’d tried to slip her a finger but she wasn’t having any of it, now she was stretched out on a bed with her tits out and her knickers on show.

Lorna pointed to a chair behind me and I slumped in it mesmerised. Bollock naked with a hard on, I started wanking slowly, very slowly because I felt like I was going to explode. Nicky obviously liked what she saw as she drank in the sight.

Lorna pointed the remote at the TV and R&B music started playing. The both got to their feet and started moving about to the music. Lorna was a lot more confident that Nicky; I didn’t know where to look. They both started pulling off their tops and I started tugging my dick more firmly; Nicky danced over to me and put her lips on mine, I wanted to pin her down ad fuck her right there but she backed away. Turning away from she started to undo her bra. “Fucking. Hell,” I thought. This was probably the best day of my life. The bra fell to the floor and she turned back round covering her tits with her hands. She danced back over to me and kissed me again. When she moved her hands up to stroke my face I saw her naked tits for the first time. I felt like my cock grew an extra inch; her tits were beautiful in a completely different way to her mum’s. Smaller but very perky, her nipples were big like her mum but pinker and puffier, I wanted to suck on them. I moved my head down but she pulled away again.

Now it was Lorna’s turn. I’d seen her tits a few times and wanked over photos of them plenty but they were always a sight to behold. She’s snapped her bra off and was stood there dancing, holding one tit in each hand, her nipples showing between her fingers. She bounced them up and down for a few seconds, driving me crazy before she lifted a tit to her mouth and started licking her own nipple. Licking at first, then full on sucking; first one nipple then the other. I wanted to get my hands on both pairs as soon as possible but they hadn’t finished yet.

They stood next to each other still dancing to the music, both bare-titted, their boobs moving in rhythm; both of them had moved their hands to their thighs. Nicky looked well nervous and as her little skirt lifted up with motion of her dancing, I could see a damp patch had formed in her knickers. I sank lower in my chair to see more but I needn’t have bothered, they both wriggled out of their skirts leaving them dancing in just their panties and socks.

Lorna also had a wet patch in her knickers, this was fucking insane. They turned away from me so I could admire their arses, the movement making their bottoms jiggle in their pants. Then they stopped and leant forward. Hooking their thumbs in their knickers they simultaneously starting pulling their panties down. The tops of their arses came into view and I had to stop touching myself. Lorna’s arsehole came into view, I remembered fucking the shit out of it a few months ago, then I saw Nicky’s arsehole. Fucking hell it was horny, because they were both bending over their holes were completely exposed to me. The final part of the strip was coming up and I was horny as fuck. My eyes were darting from one arse to the other but the sight of Nicky’s knickers sticking to her cunt was too much and as she finally peeled them off and I saw her twat for the first time, I shot my load right there without even touching myself.

I was so embarrassed sitting there with cum all over my chest, but they seemed to take it as a compliment. Lorna suggested that I lie on the bed so I did as I was told. She crawled up my body and started licking the fresh spunk out of my hairy chest. I looked over at Nicky, gazing at her puffy pink pussy. She saw me looking and opened her legs wider, giving herself a rub but making sure that I could see everything. I noticed that my dick was hard again and was pressing against the underside of one of Lorna’s tits.

Lorna had finished cleaning my chest up and moved on to my cock. She gave it a few strokes in her mouth and then, holding it by the base, offered it to her daughter. After a flicker of hesitation, Nicky took hold of my cock and kissed my bell end, licking all round my helmet. Lorna was lapping at my bollocks as her daughter got bolder and bolder with her sucking until she was almost at the point of throating me. Looking down there was a sight that I’d never forget, mother and daughter servicing my cock and balls at the same time.

I wanted to get acquainted with Nicky’s cunt so I got them both to get on the bed, one either side of me, still working on my cock with their arses in my face. It was like the best 69 ever. I worked the middle finger of each hand inside their fanny holes, juice started dripping down my forearms. I tried two; I knew Lorna could take it, Nicky was tighter but I managed to get them in. I stopped moving my hand and I realised that they were both bouncing on my fingers, getting themselves off on my hand.

That was enough, I needed a fuck. I wanted to sling it up Nicky but I wanted to see her face as she watched me fuck her Mum first. I sat on the chair and got Lorna to start riding me, she was facing me and her tits were pressed against my body, her face in my neck. That way I could watch Nicky. I put my hands on her Mum’s arse and pulled her cheeks apart, leaving nothing to Nicky’s imagination. She was sat on the edge of the bed and she was fingering herself hard as I pulled her mum’s twat up and down on my cock.

As much as I was enjoying it, I wasn’t going to make the same mistake twice and spunk before I fucked Nicky so I stopped Lorna and told her I’d lick her out until she came. I got both of them back on the bed, on their backs with their legs as far back as they could go. What a fucking beautiful sight, I buried my face in Lorna’s cunt while my fingers found her daughter’s tender little twat. I worked a finger up Lorna’s shithole as I went from licking and sucking her clit to dragging my stubble over her cuntlips. I still had two fingers inside Nicky’s pussy as her Mum came all over my face.

I asked Nicky if she wanted to get fucked and she nodded. I took a chance and told her I needed a quick suck, I don’t know if she remembered the last place I’d used my dick but she sucked it anyway. I let her suck for a bit and then laid her on the carpet. I positioned myself on top of her and gave her a kiss. I could taste her mum’s cunt on her lips as I guided my dick to the entrance of her twat. Her hands moved to my arse and I began humping her. I moved gently inside her and tenderly snogged her. As her eyes closed with the pleasure she was experiencing, I raised mine and saw Lorna. She was virtually fisting herself as she sucked on one of her tits. She pulled the tit out of her mouth long enough to mouth at me, “pound her fucking cunt.” I couldn’t help it, my movement started getting faster and stronger. Nicky had been pretty quiet up to this point but I began to b**st her hard she started moaning. I put my hands under her arms and gripped the top of her shoulders, pressing my full weight on her I nailed her pussy as hard as I could. Our snogging became more and more passionate until we were just about sucking each other’s faces off. She started to cum and I kept humping her through the waves of her orgasm.

I pulled out and Lorna wasted no time in getting her gob round my cock, sucking up her daughter’s cunt juices. I knew how I wanted this to end, “will you cum swap?” As soon as I saw Lorna’s head nod, I pumped my load into her mouth. She pulled her daughter over to her and dribbled my spunk into her mouth. Christmas came early as Lorna moved in for a full on snog.

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Denzil Penhalligon an me growed up down Port Wen. One Sat day us went up the smoke for a bit of a spree . We went up on the train to Paddington which is as near London as the train gets. We bought they saver tickets about a month afore so’s we could afford it. We knew the streets weren’t paved with gold but we had at least expected some tarmac not pot holes held together with more pot holes and us ant realised how much they rip off bastards charged for everything. Anyway us went up the...

3 years ago
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A Night in London

Introduction: I finally get to be with the man I love London. So beautiful at night. I stood staring out my hotel room window at the magnificent view. From here I could see Big Ben. It was stunning. My dad was in his hotel room down the hall. He had planned this daddy/daughter trip to London in an effort to keep me his little girl. Even though Im 16 and couldnt care less about our relationship. But London did have one advantage, it was the home of you, my lover. Aka, my Master. Your real name,...

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Mike Spanked While on Business in London

My name is Angie and my husband Mike started to spank me soon after we were married. He first spanked me when I forgot to set the burglar alarm. Shortly after that I was chatting to my mum and it came out in the conversation and before I knew it she and I were spanking Mike for something he’d done wrong. Both Mum and I got very excited watching him being stripped and caned and judging from our time in bed afterwards, so did Mike. That was a few months ago and we’d continued to spank each other...

Spanking
3 years ago
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Weekend in London

It was Friday evening and as dusk drew in, and i sat thinking how much i was looking forward to the weekend. I was sat on a train hurtling down towards London to attend a conference the next day. I couldn't really care less about the conference. One of those all expenses paid interdepartmental things that work made me go on from time to time. No what I was looking forward to was seeing my best mate Joe and his gf Sarah. Joe had been my best friend since we started uni 6 years ago but as we...

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La Boudoir London

Wow thing was really starting to heat up. Swinging was getting addictive for us. we decided to go to a club closer to home, located in Central London,first we didn't want to go to a Swingers Club, so close to our Home. Nasima suggested to her Husband, let’s try A Swingers Club somewhere that offered us more Luxury, Nasima and her Husband, wanted to meet with people into the Lifestyle, especially the naughty, Couples, from the City. On the way to the Private Party on Saturday night, we were so...

3 years ago
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A January Day In London

He’s done it again. The little shy boy routine, the wide oval eyes full of sparkle, the uneasy stammer. I’ve been with James for a year or so now. I know the tricks only too well because I fell for them myself. The story of a softly spoken, innocent looking guy who wouldn’t hurt a fly, but scratch the surface and you find the reality. * We’re sat in a backstreet pub in the centre of London, nothing out of the ordinary, and in fact we almost walked right past it, until James had taken a quick...

Voyeur
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Fun in London

It was Friday evening and as dusk drew in, and i sat thinking how much i was looking forward to the weekend. I was sat on a train hurtling down towards London to attend a conference the next day. I couldn't really care less about the conference. One of those all expenses paid interdepartmental things that work made me go on from time to time. No what I was looking forward to was seeing my best mate Joe and his gf Sarah. Joe had been my best friend since we started uni 6 years ago but as we...

3 years ago
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London

IN THE OFFICE In the afternoon I dressed, as a girl. Tucking my penis into panties, stockings, heels. Knowing, I guess, what might well happen in the evening but still unsure of myself. It was both expected and unexpected. When I took the job, it was just as a computer nerd. Andrew was a great boss, if that's the word when two people work together, in the office that's just the ground floor of his three storey terrace in Swiss Cottage. In his late 30s, reserved and polite, no...

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Lustful in London

  I was just twenty when I met Marcus.   A two hour train journey to London, we sat opposite each other with just  the customary  formica covered  table separating us.   I caught his eye a few times but disregarded the visual union as he was just an old man - older than my Father - yet like my dad smart, well groomed and stylishly dressed - for his age. My attention was for the first hour confined to the silly magazine I'd been daft enough to pay three pounds for but now, getting somewhat bored...

Mature
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School Trip 2 London

It must have been the year 1995, I was age 17 and I my last year of school. And in the last year of school each class makes a trip to another country for about 3-4 days. Our class and 2 other classes were going to London, England. As I live in Belgium, we just had to take the Chunnel so we were going be in London fast. I was looking forward to it for months. When we arrived at our hotel in London, the teachers parted the classes in small groups of 3 for our rooms. I ended up in a room with my...

4 years ago
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No FutureChapter 51 The Streets of London

Molly & Mark 2073 At long last the good times had returned. The economy was booming and there were more jobs, more money and more international confidence. And if it wasn't an economic boom for the whole Kingdom of England, it was undoubtedly a boom for those employed in the Docklands and the City of London. Although England's financial capital could no longer be ranked with New York or Tokyo, it was a comfort that something remained of the Square Mile's historic significance in the...

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School Trip 2 London

It must have been the year 1995 , I was age 17 and I my last year of school . And in the last year of school each class makes a trip to another country for about 3-4 days . Our class and 2 other classes were going to London , England . As I live in Belgium , we just had to take the Chunnel so we were going be in London fast . I was looking forward to it for months . When we arrived at our hotel in London , the teachers parted the classes in small groups of 3 for our rooms . I ended up in a room...

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A Corsets Loose in London

Set in late 1800s LondonI wind up my new gadget and press it against my puffy clit. Ahhhhhhhhhh! As the gears turn, my delightful button is hammered. The whir of the machine adds to the erotic atmosphere. My knickers are bunched around my knees and my left hand grips the edge of the desk while my right holds my new invention steady against my aching clit. Genius. Bloody genius, I think.I allow myself these pleasures for a few delightful moments before I select the one with the rounded head....

Steampunk
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Lost and Found in London

Her piercing blue eyes flicked from the map to the city vista before her, then back to the map once more. Like everyone, she carried a smartphone but there was something special, something tactile about a paper map. A more authentic, genuine and personal experience and she liked that.As the cold December air fluttered the map in her hands she could barely believe she was here. She’d never done anything like this in her entire life. It was totally out of character for her. Or was it? Did she...

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A business trip to London

Monday I had been hired by an Irish based company to join their team moving back office support from London to the cheaper Dublin location, offshoring while improving the accent. I'd have an initial two weeks training In London to pick up what they did as with my experience I wasn't expected to take any longer. I'd been offered the job after one interview a couple of months before but the company seemed to take forever to do all the background checks, which I have to point out was due to their...

3 years ago
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Kings of London

Ah, London. The largest city in all of England where you can find anything from cheap booze to cheap women. Shops all around for every day consumption and the odd number of people you meet on a day to day... And who could possibly forget the pubs. Fine buildings with plenty of alcohol to drink your life into a pit of bad decisions and good times. London is the place to be! There are however certain areas you have to be cautious of and certain people to be wary of for if you don’t listen, you’ll...

Fantasy
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My special day in London

Field ReportA report of my recent visit to the big cityThis trip had been some time in the planning and as you will see if you plough through the whole strory it actually worked out really well.Booked a hotel in Paddington which I had seen reviewed in Telegraph of all places. Someone had thought that what was needed in a hotel was lots of quirky details, some worked, some just looked weird but it did give the place the feel of something different a bit special which helped with getting me in...

2 years ago
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Oscars Cinema LOndon

Oscar’s Cinema in LondonApologies for my English, it is not perfect! In 2009 I was lucky enough to get an Erasmus grant to study in England, my Mother’s homeland. I was born and grew up in Sweden, in a small town called Sveg right in the middle of Sweden – and apart from very occasional visits to Stockholm I had not spent a lot of time in a big city. Now I was going to stay for a whole year in London. I was nineteen, quite small and slim for my age – blonde hair (but not blue eyes) and good...

2 years ago
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Train to London

Train to London We got the train to London for the evening to meet up with some old work colleagues. Ann was wearing a lovely figure hugging dress that showed off her voluptuous body and a short top coat. We had to stand on the train, I stood with my back to the door and Ann stood in front with her back to me. She pushed back to me, rubbing her pert rear into my groin. My hand stoked her round bum…..I couldn’t feel the outline of her knickers, covertly moving my hand up to her waist I felt her...

2 years ago
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Blonde Rachel in London

I was delighted with the job offer in London. And the more I thought of it the better it seemed. I’d visited a number of times there as a young man and spent six months as an intern when I finished university. I knew the city well and had many great memories. I work as a software contractor and do stints for several months or years at a time. I don’t really need to work as my father left me fairly well off even though he didn’t let me know until I was thirty. I can do whatever I like within...

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Lonely in London

Internet.By day I am a working professional but by night you will come to realise I am quite the sexual deviant. This is my story of a recent experience I had. My name is Suzie and I live and work in central London and have done for about 3 years now. Moving here on my own was a challenge in itself but also very difficult to make any decent friends. This is when I came to realise the wonders of the internet. Passing countless hours either chatting to strangers or browsing through the copious...

2 years ago
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Oral the way to London

The Way To ParisI couldn't wait, I wanted to go to Amsterdam more than anywhere else in Europe. This was my first visit to the city which I imaged was full of enlightened thinkers and freedom from the stodgy American war on d**gs and the cloistered view of prostitution. I couldn't wait to experience it for myself. I was practically vibrating with impatience to be on the coach to London. Miguel said coolly, in no hurry to be off, "Belle, if we get to the station before the bus, we will still be...

3 years ago
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SEX WITH SIKH GIRL IN LONDON

My name is VIJIT I’m 25 yrs old and live in London, UK. Over the last few months I have decided to go into the london university and thank god it has done well. One of the properties that I own is a two bedroom flat that I was looking for tenants for. A Sikh girl by the name of Harpreet applied, she was 22 and new to England. She was studying medicine at a local london university. She was very interested in the flat and took it. Everything went fine for about 6 months; she paid her rent on...

1 year ago
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Chris Visits Friends In London

I had been friends with Catherine for some time, we had in the past been a little intimate and I always found her pretty hot. A year or so after we met she moved away to live with her boyfriend in London. I always regretted not taking our sexual relationship further.About a year later I went down to London on a business trip 5 days & nights in England’s capital city, I took this opportunity to re-connect with an old friend and gave Catherine a call, we arranged to meet on Tuesday night I...

3 years ago
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Fucking Ramesh8217s Sexy Slut Wife In London

Hi, I am Sunny from London, originally from Delhi & live in Hounslow London. I can’t help but picture Ramesh’s hot wife sitting on my lap. Those big boobs as they bounce up and down as she screams out my name in my mind. Well sure it’s wrong for me to have her there in the first place. I just cant help myself! God made that woman for guys to have hardcore, sweaty, sexual thoughts about. It all started about a year ago. Ramesh, my co-worker, invited me over to watch a India Pakistan Cricket...

4 years ago
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The Gals Of London

Hi friends this is Willy and I’m from Mumbai currently in London pursuing further education. This is a true story about a gal that I’ve met on the website named ‘Tagged’as I mentioned earlier I met this gal on tagged website. She is a Brit-Asian gal. We started chatting and came to know that both of us have blackberry so we exchanged our BB pin and started chatting on that rather then the website. After couple of days she asked me for my mobile number i gave it to her and she immediately called...

1 year ago
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One Night Stand In London

I am Raja,29 yrs old, six foot, medium built physical structure. After finishing my MBA, taking care of my family business. Among few other business, we have a pharmaceutical company. I had to attend a conference of British Pharmaceutical Industries(ABPI)in New Castle, England. My sister lives with her family in Pinner, Middle sex suburb of London. Which is just twelve miles away from London Heathrow Airport. I talked to my sister and brother in law before the departure from our country. They...

3 years ago
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Mary Felix goes to London

The train arrived in Southampton at half past three, and I sat in the ladies’ waiting room until the London express’s departure at a quarter past four. When it was time to leave, I had trouble finding a porter to assist me with my suitcase but finally attracted the attention of an elderly, stooping, knobbly-kneed specimen who looked as though he should have been safely retired some years previously. Because of this, we arrived on the platform in something of a rush and with less than two...

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